Douluo Continent, southwest region of Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.

Notting City, Holy Soul Village.

The years have changed, but the nostalgia remains the same.

Even though there are big figures like Dong Qing, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, coming out of Holy Soul Village, this village is still the same small village with beautiful mountains and clear waters and pleasant scenery.

Every flower, every grass, every tree, everything is the same as before, even the croaking of the frogs in the ditch is still the familiar sound of the past.

certainly.

Saint Soul Village is not completely unchanged. There are some old people and some new faces in the village. They are playing in the river and fields with their ignorant and innocent faces.

Catching fish and shrimps, pretending to be a family winemaker, climbing trees and digging out bird eggs, these children under the age of six do not have any pressure and can enjoy their rare childhood as much as they want.

[Explanation of special words: Pretend to be a house drinker, also known as play house, a game played by some children in rural areas and villages, where the children play different roles together.]

[Special content decryption: In the past, Dongqing relied on his fists. In the jealous eyes of other boys, he once acted as the husband of all six-year-old girls in the village, and was the well-deserved king of children! 】

It is worth mentioning that.

In recent years, there has been a new path in Holy Soul Village. It is a small path, but it is paved with cobblestones. The path is not long. You can walk along the path to the nearby Notting City.

But don't look at it, this is just an unknown path paved with cobblestones.

But the builder was very careful and used black, white, and yellow cobblestones to form beautiful patterns one after another.

The main color is white pebbles, with black and yellow pebbles as the base on both sides.

These patterns are arranged in sequence and look very stunning, as if they are brilliant but never-fading flowers, quietly inlaid on both sides of the road.

........

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Today is a very special day. It is rare for the adults not to go out to do farm work. They gather together bustlingly in the Wuhun Branch Hall in the center of the Holy Soul Village.

And compared to the old martial arts branch hall, which was built with three or two pieces of tattered wooden planks, the current martial arts branch hall has been greatly changed. It is made entirely of precious wood.

Not to mention that this Wuhun Branch Hall is much more luxurious than the Wuhun Branch Halls in other villages!

Just saying that this Wuhun Branch Hall is guarded by deacons in white all year round is enough to prove that this Holy Soul Village is not simple, at least in the eyes of Wuhun Temple.

Holy Soul Village, Wuhun Branch Hall.

"Goudan, today is the day when the martial spirit awakens, you have to cheer up!"

"Dad, I will work hard!"

"Work hard... My child, this is something you are born with and cannot be acquired through hard work. I hope your talent is not as bad as your father and I. You can't even feel a trace of innate soul power."

"It doesn't matter. Even if I don't have any talent, I can still help you farm, dad."

"Forget it, you are still so young, you can farm whatever you want, just have fun."

I saw a big farmer wearing silk and linen short-sleeves, rubbing a little boy who was only about one meter away from him. A hint of love from his father appeared in his dark pupils.

"But...Dad, I also want to do my part." The little boy raised his head and said seriously.

Seeing the serious look of the little boy, the big farmer laughed and said: "Goudan, what can you do if you have nothing to do? Our Holy Soul Village is the village where His Highness Dong Qing grew up. Its status is extraordinary. With his help over the years,

Under this circumstance, the Tiandou Empire exempted our village from taxes a long time ago."

"Dad, is it important to be exempted from taxes?" The little boy's eyes widened.

The big farmer smiled again and said: "Of course it is important. Being exempted from taxes means that we, the rural people at the bottom, as long as we are not lazy when we work and there are no uncontrolled natural or man-made disasters, we will definitely have more than enough food every year."

It will get better and better.”

"By the way, your father and I once saw this sentence in the news newspaper founded by His Highness Dongqing. In the whole world, could it be the king's land? On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers."

"With the great Tiandou Empire, only our Holy Soul Village has the privilege of tax exemption for the whole village. Of course, if His Highness Dongqing hadn't fought for this right for us ordinary people, our Holy Soul Village would have had no chance to obtain tax exemption.

qualifications."

"Exempting taxes from a remote and sparsely populated village may be just a matter of words to His Highness Dongqing, but for us it is a matter of life and death."

At the end of the sentence, the big farmer felt quite emotional. He never expected that the soul masters who went out could repay their hometown.

Decades of life experience told him that after most ordinary people become soul masters, they classify themselves into the aristocratic class and never remember that they were also born ordinary.

"Dad, according to what you said, His Highness Dongqing is really nice!" the little boy said with his eyes widened.

I heard my son praise Dong Qing.

Do not know why.

The big farmer suddenly thought of his mother-in-law, who was staring at Dongqing's portrait in a daze. He suddenly felt that the sunhat on his head was a little green.

"Dongqing is not as good as you think. He liked to be naughty and mischievous when he was a child. In fact, my father didn't like him, but I never expected that he was a man who never forgot his original intention. After successfully walking out of this remote village, he never forgot us.

These uncles and aunts.”

Originally, the big farmer wanted to complain a word or two, but in the end, he changed his tone and praised it instead.

Nothing else.

Simply exempting the whole village from taxes is enough for him to erect a monument of immortality for Dongqing. If he really wants a big farmer to speak ill of Dongqing without conscience, he really can't say it.

no way.

The lower he is at the bottom of society, the more he likes to talk about conscience and never wants to owe anyone anything. Even if the world is sorry for him, he will not blame the world.

As for those who abandon their conscience and only want to climb up, as long as they are not too unlucky, they will not be at the bottom of society.

Of course, in this world, more people have to be the kind of people who have some conscience, but there are not many people, such as Dongqing, who is this kind of person.

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Dongqing is similar to ordinary people, but he is not ordinary, he is very special.

"Dad, I heard that two people walked out of our village."

"That man! His name is Tang San, a strange kid, very unpleasant."

"Dad, why is this?"

"I can't tell you. Unlike Dong Qing, who is naughty and mischievous, but he himself is not that annoying. This Tang San, although he has a mature personality and can take care of his alcoholic father at a young age, Tang San is really unlovable.

,Seriously speaking, Tang San is the kind of person who makes people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts."

"Dad, I don't understand..."

"Forget it if you don't understand. Originally, the Tang family and his son suddenly moved away from Saint Soul Village. I thought that alcoholic Tang Hao was mentally ill. But it turned out that your father bumped into him in a blacksmith shop in Notting City when he was making farm tools.

It was discovered that his child Tang San has innate soul power and is attending Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City."

While the big farmer was talking to the little boy, there was a very young mother and daughter on the other side.

"Girl, do you know where the current Holy Son of Wuhun Palace comes from?"

"Mom, I know, I know, he comes from our Holy Soul Village."

"Well, children can be taught." The young mother nodded with satisfaction.

However, the next moment, what the little girl said almost made a little boy who had just walked over jump in fright.

"Mom, I also know that his name is Dongqing, and he is the person you often talk about in your dreams, Mom. I often hear you whispering secretly, saying that you wanted to capture Dongqing early, and now you are the same.

Lady of the Son!”

After the little girl said this, she raised her little face in despair, waiting for her mother to praise her for her intelligence.

It stands to reason.

This little girl talks nonsense and must be beaten.

But at this time, the young mother had no time to care about such a trivial matter. She stared blankly at the little boy who had just walked in before her.

"Dongqing... Is what the newspaper said true? Have you really changed back to the way you were when you were six years old?"

"Sister Huiru, I still have something to do. I'll see you again when I'm destined."

Dongqing carried back the little feet he had just stepped out, and then left this place of right and wrong in a smooth motion.

ten minutes later.

Holy Soul Village, south of the village, under a towering tree.

Dong Qing looked at the Wuhun Branch Hall in the center of the village and shook his head slightly. He originally wanted to observe the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony, but had to give up the idea.

As for the so-called sister Hui Ru, Dong Qing actually knew her quite a lot. Back then, in the Holy Soul Village, not only the little girls of the same age group, she also knew everyone who was a few years older than him.

None of these women have any thoughts about Dong Qing, but Dong Qing didn't give them a chance. After awakening the martial arts spirit at the age of six, he followed Juhuaguan and was like a yo-yo.

To deal with these nymphomaniacs, Dongqing had no choice but to play yo-yo.

Not to mention the old friends from Saint Soul Village.

these years.

As Dongqing's reputation continues to spread across the mainland, more and more women like him, and the number can even be said to be thousands. It is impossible for him to reciprocate his feelings for all of them.

Do you really just fall in love with someone when you meet them?
To be continued...